Sun Hands

“I’ll endure the night
For the promise of Light.” -Local Natives “Sun Hands”

I told you I like lyrics. And these are awesome. For real.

But, I also love the beat, the interesting vocal tones, the harmony, the passion I can feel from them as they sing.

I stumbled across the Local Natives sometime last summer and I’ve pretty much been addicted ever since. So, addicted, in fact, that my sister and I would even sing it at the top of mountains on hikes throughout Yellowstone last summer. Yeah…I know…we’re weird. Good thing there was no one around to really hear it.

One of my favorite lines says “Even if the morning never comes, my hands are blessed, to’ve touched the sun.”

The idea here being that even we should be appreciative for what we’ve had, even if we never have it again. We have to note the beauty for having it for the time we did. Maybe a person, maybe an experience, maybe a feeling. Nothing lasts forever, neither the good or the bad. But, we can accept the loss with gratitude for the experience it brought us. The blessings it left us.

Beautiful.

Ok, I have no idea if that’s what they meant by that. But its what I got from it.

Agree? What do you get?

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